I love my brother. He is one of the smartest and most fun people I know. And having been raised in the same surreal shitshow as me, he always gets it. Not everyone does. (One of the reviewers of my new manuscript used the phrase "situational absurdity" in reference to my fictionalized description of actual events in my actual family -- events that I had even toned down to make them more believable.) One of the best things about my brother is that he is always willing to play ball, conversationally speaking.

It must be very hard for people to go through life without a brother like mine.